The Law: Flatfoot Floozies

As she loitered on a Washington, D.C., sidewalk one recent night, a
pretty blonde in yellow bellbottoms seemed ready for business. A light
blue Dodge slowed down; its driver beckoned: "You want to go for a
ride?"

"No," said the girl.

"Come on," said the driver. "I've got money."

"For what?"

When he named a specific act and a price, Sharon Mann whipped out badge
No. 3427 and told the stunned sport: "I am a police officer. You are
under arrest for soliciting for prostitution." An unmarked patrol car
cut off the Dodge's escape route;...